Read our current issue by clicking on the cover below. Read Light‘s poems of the week
by Chris O’Carroll
Pat Robertson says God says Trump will win.
I doubt that doubting him would be a sin.
Pat’s hawked some suspect inside dope before.
Whatever voice is telling him the score
Is maybe not divine. Don’t take my word,
Ask President Mitt Romney what Pat heard.
by Katherine Barrett Swett
“Jeffrey Toobin suspended by The New Yorker and is temporarily
stepping away from CNN following report he exposed himself on Zoom”
The behavior and coverage are over the top.
Why didn’t his colleagues just tell him to stop?
by Iris Herriot
“Peru opens Machu Picchu ruins for one tourist
Japanese tourist waited almost seven months to enter Inca citadel
while trapped in country during coronavirus pandemic”
Trapped by Corona for
Months in Peru
Tours now a citadel
Touristless. I call that
Worth it, don’t you?
by James Higgins
(Sung to the tune of 1909’s “My Pony Boy.”)
Drumpf adores you,
don’ he, girl!
Take some heat,
then a seat
on our highest court.
Plan, in sum…?
Just keep mum:
you’ll be soon confirm’d.
Antonin-Clarence kin! (Bader Gin-…? No-o-o-o!)
Now you’re Mitch’s
trump ’em — so you’ll rule.
Wade v Roe…?
One must go,
as must ACA.
Lexual. Textual. (Sexual…? Who-o-oa!)
Dems feel you’re a phony, girl.
stand no chance.
Long gun bearers thrive.
damn the gays.
Where do you come down…?
COVID slays. World’s malaise. (End of Days…? Doh!!)
by Julia Griffin
“Kim-Joy’s recipe for macaron meringue snails”
Although I’ve labored on and on
I’ve yet to get the hang
Of topping with a macaron
A snail of sweet meringue.
However much I squeeze and tug
Or nudge it with a spoon,
The outcome’s just a sugar slug
Beneath a macaroon.
by Mike Mesterton-Gibbons
Big cats with sightings in the British Isles
Remain elusive, but there’s one of note:
It cannot be a tiger, since it smiles.
The fur’s too blonde to make a lion’s coat.
It cannot be a jaguar. It’s too slow!
Snow leopard, or plain leopard? I think not!
How could this cat be either? We all know
Both leopards cannot change a single spot!
Instead this lazy feline morphs each day,
Grandiloquently toying with its prey.
Cat experts who have sighted it all say
A Cheshire cat’s more constant in its way!
There is no species name to speak to that—
So I propose: Panthera Boris Cat!
by Dan Campion
“NBC’s Welker sharp in first turn as debate moderator”
She called both rivals “Gentleman,”
Though one’s his class’s clown,
The other, aw-shucks Everyman.
She held malarkey down.
The ref who saw this match well run
And called foul punches out,
Beyond debate, Ms. Welker won
The campaign’s final bout.
by Bruce Bennett
“An asteroid with a diameter the size of a refrigerator could strike the Earth
the day before the November election, according to celebrity scientist Neil deGrasse Tyson—
but it’s not large enough to do any serious damage.”
—New York Post
is heading for us. O what fun!
It will wreak what harm it may
just before Election Day.
Not to worry. It’s too small
to cause us any harm at all.
And besides, who’ll even notice
if we get our change of POTUS!